- Memories of olden times that bring a tear to the eye, like sawdust fi a passing Anderson's lorry.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Susan Boyle (SueBo) before BGT
Final's oan Seterday, embarassingly luvin ivry second. Yon laddie Stavros in son ur feckin brilliant, far better than yon fat burd fae Blackburn whaws no the full shillin, reminds me of Smilley Gordon(goat a fag mister) goad rest his sole.
SU-BO SU-BO SU-BO
ReplyDeleteBritain's Got Talent? Huv yiz aw turned inti wummin aw eh a sudden? Y'll be tawkin aboot "the change" next.
ReplyDeletenoo aboot "the change"!!!
ReplyDeleteChange (n.) - (Bo'ness ver.: "Chinge")
ReplyDeleteSumhing ye dinny git ooty a tenner when ye visit Lorne's Bistro.
Aye no when yi blag a freebie.
ReplyDeleteChange is good, is they say, bit big tips are better, naw?
ReplyDeleteTips ah said.
Jist is weel hir name's no Susan Morrison. Su-Mo Su-Mo Su-Mo
ReplyDeleteOr worse still Susan K McDick.
ReplyDeleteSU-KM-DICK SU-KM-DICK SU-KM-DICK
Aye yeez kin aw laff!!!
ReplyDeleteSusan Boyle is actually my 2nd cuzzn.
Aye, nae duff.
The yin we aw avoydeed at the family get the githers, up the Coonty.
Even the ex wife whae wiz boarn in Bangour wisny as doo lally tap.
Yon lassie is justa car crash waiting to happen.
The pish rippn av done since her audition has seen me written oot of the will's of them famely beyond Baffgate.